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You get into the City at night and you’ve got this distinct impression of being transported into a kind of cinematic film noir. You take the bus along an elevated highway, wind from the Outskirts into the City. Apartments and sleeping industrial blocks, toppling by like dominoes with sleepy-eyed pips, everything muted and rich and inviting, and echoes of neon and fluorescent lights ricocheting down there among the alleys still. That’s where I’ll be – tells himself. A photographer should […]

I was thinking of joining the flickr group for the Enbridge corporation, you know, just to get some tips on photoshopping… or would that be called content editing? or perception management? I’m not sure, but in the end I decided not to. I’ll just wing it and mash up my own fevered visions of the good life. Look to the tidepools, look to the stars… someone once said (okay, they’re frickin’ goldfish from the aquarium, I know, but you get the […]

A friend once called me “shaggy”… not a reference to Scooby-doo but more to the neck of woods where I live, work, and play. And it’s a fair statement I guess. The temperate coastal forest boasts a certain… unkempt appeal. Good words to live by, I’d suppose. A few pix from this weekend’s hike up the “Blaine Burn”, a nearby hike I’ve been meaning to do for a few months now. It’s a twisted and well-rooted slog that reminds you […]

There you are again, at the Waldorf. It could be Munich, it could be Louisiana, hell it could be Shanghai on the Bund. Or down East Hastings? There must be a copyright infringement suit in there somewhere, you think. But it isn’t any of those. Not this time, not this grey March. March is right. As in, trudge, soldier on through, obey orders. Not what Mr. Steiner was thinking, you suppose… can’t you just imagine him there, handsome Rudolf under […]

This weekend past, I was part of something called Creative Jam: a 3-day workshop involving music, painting, creative writing, and photography. As usual with such things, you get people together and let them be themselves, and clever things start to happen. We painted with light, told stories with words and music and images, generally had a lot of fun, and did our best to explore four themes for the weekend: a c t i o n – r e a […]

Lately I’ve been playing with word clouds – you know, those catchy collages of words you see generated by some robotic socioligist that parses through any length of text and picks out the most commonly used words. So I used this blog, and it looks like this: Fair enough, nothing too embarrassing there. But the problem with these bean-counting insights is that you never really see the good words… the weird and wonderful denizens populating the pages of Roget. Big. […]

So you’re parked and waiting for the camera to finish staring at the stars, and you’re listening to the car radio like you used to… when listening to the radio also meant picking up the static, the signal. You see the car radio these days, it has no dial, just these horrible buttons that advertise “scan” and “seek”… and you’re being lied to. There is no scanning, no seeking at all! Just boring old finding. Swiftly zoom to the […]